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Luo Ping, who was secretly hiding behind, had a panoramic view of Hong Jin running away.

After Hong Jin left, she ran out and helped Jiang Mo pick up a few things that fell from the ground when Hong Jin kicked them.

"I'm sorry..." She habitually apologized for Hong Jin and various people.

Jiang Mo's eyebrows and eyes were light, and she couldn't see any emotion because of Hong Jin's matter, "It has nothing to do with you."

Luo Ping lowered her head subconsciously, and helped Jiang Mo push the cart, "You are weak, and this cart is so heavy, let me take you to the booth."

"Okay, thank you." Jiang Mo was not the kind of hypocritical person either, she bent her lips and smiled lightly, walking beside Luo Ping very comfortably.

Luo Ping has learned more and more about Jiang Mo these days, and she also knows that Jiang Mo will not be polite to her.

She even understood Qi Ye a little bit, and she also felt that a beautiful and special girl like Jiang Mo should be favored by nature, be held in the palm of her hand, and be pampered so that she doesn't have to do any work.

Moreover, Jiang Mo is not the kind of spoiled person.

When Luo Ping helped her tidy up the booth, she smiled and said with her hands behind her back: "I'll treat you to wontons."

Luo Ping really liked her smile, it was beautiful and clean, as if there was nothing in the world that would bother her.

But Luo Ping couldn't, she waved her hand and said in a low voice: "You don't need to spend money, I have to go back to guard the guest house."

"It's okay." Jiang Mofei pulled Luo Ping and gave her two bowls of wonton money, "I can't leave, can you buy me a bowl, okay?"

Luo Ping wiped the corner of her clothes. She didn't know how to refuse Jiang Mo. After hesitating for a while, she could only answer.

Not long after, Luo Ping came over with two bowls of hot wontons, and sat down to eat with Jiang Mo.

As she ate, she wondered if the heat from the wonton soup had blinded her eyes, and her eye sockets gradually turned red.

Jiang Mo ignored it and continued eating.

Luo Ping's voice was like a mosquito, almost inaudible in the boiling downtown.

"Hong Jin...wasn't like this before."

Luo Ping ate the wonton in small bites while talking to Jiang Mo in a low voice.

"When he married me, he told me that the man is in charge of the outside and the woman is in charge of the house, and we will live a good life together."

"At that time, he was still a worker in the factory. I came from the countryside. I married him before I came to the city. He worked from dawn to dusk to earn money for the family. I cleaned up the house and cooked for him. Wash... How nice it was then."

There was a hint of nostalgia in Luo Ping's eyes, but it turned into a sigh, "But later, he met a group of friends somewhere, and he came back and told me that his friend helped us get a new job, which was to run this state-run guest house. I’m a little tired, but I earn more than in the factory.”

"I was very happy at the beginning, thinking that I could also earn money. To help him lighten his burden, he would not be so tired, but I didn't expect..."

Luo Ping's voice became lower and lower, and gradually took on a crying tone.

She didn't expect that Hong Jin became more and more familiar with those friends, and then the hostel didn't care anymore. He just went out to fool around every day and asked her for money when he came back, as if he was a different person.

She supported the guest house by herself, and every time he talked about Hong Jin, he would only say that such a good job was arranged for us by others. Isn't it just for our family that I play with others?

Later, when Hong Jin lost his red eyes, he would even think she was long-winded.Thinking she was annoying, he directly hit her.

In her counter, there are always all kinds of medicines, for scalds, for bruises...

The last time Qi Ye got burned on the back of her hand, the burn medicine she took out was the best ointment she had tried out after being burned countless times.

Thinking of this, Luo Ping's shoulders trembled slightly, her face was almost buried in the bowl.

Suddenly, she heard Jiang Mo asking her softly, "Do you still have hope for that scum?"

Luo Ping raised her eyes ignorantly, with broken tears in them.

She looked at Jiang Mo, and felt an inexplicable power from Jiang Mo's calm and domineering eyes.

After getting acquainted with Jiang Mo, Luo Ping gradually felt that a woman should live like Jiang Mo, and this life is not a waste of life.

If it was Jiang Mo, what would he do?

Luo Ping asked subconsciously.

She no longer had any hope for him, but she still didn't know what to do, so she could only look at Jiang Mo helplessly.

Jiang Mo shrugged, a sneer appeared on her impeccably beautiful face.

"Do you know where they usually hang out?"

Luo Ping clenched her fingertips, nervously said a place name, "I went there to find him."

Jiang Mo snapped her thin white fingers, and said with a smile: "Then tell you, if it were me, I would... send him to jail."

Luo Ping looked at Jiang Mo tremblingly.

Jiang Mo hooked her lips and asked her, "Can't bear it?"

Luo Ping seemed to have made an extremely difficult decision, biting her lips, stood up after a while and said: "I will go to the special police officer now and report them! They and their group gamble in that small house every day." .”

After Luo Ping made up her mind, there seemed to be light in her eyes, and a cluster of flames ignited quietly.

The fire was very faint, but no matter how strong the wind was, it could no longer be blown out.

after an hour.

Hong Jin appeared in front of Jiang Mo's booth in a pissed off manner.

He seemed to be scared out of his wits, looking at Jiang Mo tremblingly, his lips trembling.

His half-hoaring voice was also extremely tight because of fear, and he finally pulled out his voice, but the sound broke, "You did it? You did it, right?!"

Jiang Mo was lazily guarding the money and basking in the sun, and seeing Hong Jin now, she was also very impatient.

"Why haven't you been arrested yet?"

Hong Jin's terrified gaze straightened, and he kept repeating, "It's you! It really is you!"

He was scared out of his wits today.

Finally reunited with those friends and agreed to have a big game.

Everyone said that he hadn't been here for a long time, that he was disrespectful and that he had to make it up to everyone.

He had no choice but to buy soda and cigarettes. He didn't expect to see Zhou Zhiyuan, the town's public security special commissioner from a distance, leading a dozen armed militiamen, and surrounded the courtyard tightly after he finished shopping. Seriously.

His friends, with their hands handcuffed, walked out with their heads in their hands.

All of them had ugly faces, and they all knew that if they were caught gambling, they might be sentenced to death!

Hong Jin, who had survived the catastrophe, almost peed in fright, and ran away, his legs were so weak that he could hardly walk, and he was almost scared to death.

Passing by the bazaar, he suddenly remembered, this could not be the trick of that woman Jiang Mo!

Rushing in to ask, hearing Jiang Mo's words, Hong Jin's poor little soul was completely frightened away.

He should have known.

He should have known how terrifying and calculating this woman was.

He should have known that he couldn't beat her, and if he didn't want to fulfill the bet, he would only end up worse.

If he hadn't gone to buy cigarettes and soda, if he had come back earlier, if his friends had confessed him...

Hong Jin didn't dare to think about it anymore, his calves were throbbing, and his heart felt cold, cold and whizzing.

He just thought, if only he knew earlier.

If he had known earlier, he would never have provoked Jiang Mo, a terrible woman!

...It's really terrible! ! !

After Hong Jin's friends were all taken away, Hong Jin was completely honest.

He recognized the fact that he was completely no match for Jiang Mo, a woman, and finally resigned to his fate.

At the beginning, he was expressionless, lifeless, and at a loss, acting like a cow to Jiang Mo.

Jiang Mo pointed east, so he went east.

Whatever request Jiang Mo made, he was exhausted and tried his best to fulfill it.

In short, it may be painful to listen to Jiang Mo, but it will be even more painful not to listen to Jiang Mo.

Hong Jin lived in such dire straits like years.

Even though it's only been a week, he feels like he's ten years older.

On this day, Hong Jin set up the booth as usual, and Jiang Mo was eating the breakfast wontons he bought, and the aroma was tangy.

Depressedly, Hong Jin picked up his hard corn bun and bit it silently, causing a toothache.

He cursed secretly in his heart, Luo Ping, that stupid woman is getting closer to Jiang Mo now, and has learned to bully others!

In the past, he was so docile and obedient, all the family money was handed over to him, and whatever breakfast he liked was cooked for him in different ways.

What now?

He was given such a cold corn bun in the morning, but the guest refused to eat it after taking a bite, just like sending a beggar away.

But he still had to eat spinelessly, otherwise he would be hungry for a whole day.

The more Hong Jin thought about it, the more sad he became, and he didn't understand how his life became like this.

He thought about it, and began to miss the past.

When he was in the factory before, although he worked three shifts, it was very hard, but compared to now...

boom--

A loud noise interrupted Hong Jin's memory.

He was so aggrieved that he was about to vomit blood, why can't he even think about the past now?

God will let him live or not!

Hong Jin raised his head wanting to cry without tears, and found several men standing in front of the booth, kicking down the cartons for their lottery!

These few men were not as tall or strong as Hong Jincao, but because of their large numbers, they spoke very rudely.

"Hey, there can only be one lottery stall in the market! Now we're doing a lottery draw, you can withdraw your shabby stall!"

Hong Jin glanced back, Jiang Mo was still eating wontons, her pretty face was hidden in the steam, as if she didn't hear it.

He had no choice but to bite the bullet, and said in a rough voice: "Who stipulated that there can only be one lottery booth in a market? Besides, first come, first come, why did you let us withdraw? Is it unreasonable?"

Several men put their hands on their chests and sneered: "We set the rules, can't we? What comes first, first come first, we only know that whoever has a hard fist can speak the truth!"

Hong Jin looked back at Jiang Mo again, saw that Jiang Mo was still eating wontons, he ran over anxiously, and whispered: "They seem to be imitating you to set up a stall to draw a lottery, but they charge [-] cents a time, so everyone Don’t go to them. It’s probably like this, they came to force us not to set up a stall here.”

Jiang Mo finally finished eating.

She inserted the chopsticks, got up and clapped her hands, took out a tissue to wipe her mouth, and said only three words, "Hong Jin, come on!"

...That tone is no different from closing the door and letting the dogs go.

Hong Jin was forced to fight helplessly, and fought with several men.

It is also unclear who did it, but they were all taken to the office of Public Security Special Commissioner Zhou Zhiyuan anyway.

It is still the beginning of 1980, and there is no police station in the town. There is only one public security commissioner named Zhou Zhiyuan, who was transferred from the county police station and is responsible for the security of more than 2 people in the entire commune.

Zhou Zhiyuan was really too busy. Hearing that there was a dispute in the market, he also invited armed militiamen to bring the man back first and lock him in his office.

At this moment, Zhou Zhiyuan was still busy outside and didn't come back in time.

Jiang Mo sat casually on the red-painted bench in the office, but she was unscathed, because Hong Jin was beaten black and swollen because she had been watching the battle.

The three men were also having a hard time. One had a large scalp bald, one had a sprained arm, and the other was stepped on, and now the back of his foot is swollen and high.

It was only at this time that Jiang Mo realized that Hong Jin was not a showman.

He's so tall and strong, and he's quite capable in a fight.

He simply couldn't beat Qi Ye.

So Jiang Mo stared at Hong Jin with contempt.

Hong Jin is often despised by Jiang Mo, he is used to it, and he just feels sorry for himself.

The price of being a cow like a horse is too great.

He would rather reincarnate and become a horse or a cow than to be tortured by Jiang Mo now.

The three men were also nearby, glaring at Hong Jin and Jiang Mo, "Just wait! We have relatives in the county police station! We are also very familiar with Commissioner Zhou. When he comes back, let's see what he does." I will teach you a lesson!"